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Bobbi
Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
and compliments about it. "How much of this is actually yours, and not Margo's?" Edith asked as we sat down to coffee in the living room after the tour. "Not much," I replied. "Just my clothes, my bed, the dresser, and the nightstand, lamp, and clock radio in the bedroom. Margo owns, rents, borrows, or steals the rest." Edith giggled, and whispered, "Good. I was sure you had better taste than this!" I was glad that she had whispered it, for when I looked up, Margo was standing in the doorway. "Having company early today, aren't we?" she said in a tone that was more gracious than I might have expected from her this soon after getting up. "You must be Edith," she continued. "Bobbi has told me just so much about you. It's a pleasure to meet you at last." Something was up. The only people Margo was this nice to were tricks with a taste for booze, and hundred dollar bills bulging their pockets. Edith greeted Margo pleasantly, and then Margo said, "I'd really love some coffee. Bobbi, if you'll join me in the kitchen, we can get more for everyone." It was obvious that she wanted to talk privately, so I followed her into the kitchen. "Where were you all night?" Margo asked as soon as we were inside. "In The Tombs," I said. "I got arrested for prostitution." Margo looked a little surprised, and said, "Oh. Are you all right?" She genuinely was concerned about me. "Yes," I said. ... "I'm a little shaky, and I need a shower, but I'm all right. What's up? You want to talk, right?" Margo poured some coffee, and lit a cigarette. "Carol and I had a long talk last night," she began. "Just let me say this all the way through before you say anything, Okay? It's not going to be easy to say, or for you to understand. I know you don't like Carol anyway. Will you just listen?" I said I would. I knew, however, that it would not be good if Carol was involved. Margo took a deep drag on her cigarette, and said, "You know full well that Carol and I are lovers. You also know that Carol is into bondage as a drag Dominatrix. Well, last night I consented to be her permanent slave. She has to move from where she is living, so she is going to live here. She ordered me to tell you to move out." Margo was not having an easy time in saying this, and had to light another cigarette to keep going. "I didn't want to," she continued, "but she whipped me until I agreed. I have to do what my Mistress orders me to do. She wants to use your room for a torture chamber. She wanted to give you two weeks to find another place, but I talked her into thirty days. This isn't an easy thing for me to do, but I have to. Please try to understand." I was shocked, and Margo was actually crying. I had never seen her cry before. I tried to comfort her with a hug, and said with tears in my own eyes too, "That's all right. I do understand. We had some good ...